We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.
First love is a feeling that paints our lives with the colors of happiness.
My "last seen at" was just to check your "last seen at".
Love is that, which can never explained.
We are shaped and fashioned by those we love.
We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.
First love is a feeling that paints our lives with the colors of happiness.
My "last seen at" was just to check your "last seen at".
Love is that, which can never explained.
We are shaped and fashioned by those we love.